Well I'm sick and broken hearted
Sobbing like the willow tree
Where they hung me
And I swing
With a broken spinal frown
Is how they left me
And I feel the rain running down
Feel the rain running down
Why won't they cut me down
And I feel the rain running down
Feel the rain running down
Why won't they cut me down
But my feet won't touch the ground
'Cause I'm hanging on this tree
My feet won't touch the ground
As I swing
As I swing
Well come sit here in my garden
Right by the willow tree
When you're lonely
And let's swing
To that broken spinal sound
That reminds me
When I feel the rain coming down
Feel the pain coming 'round
Why won't they cut me down
And I feel the rain running down
Feel the pain coming 'round
Why won't they cut me down
But my feet won't touch the ground
'Cause I'm hanging on this tree
My feet won't touch the ground
As I swing
As I swing
As I swing
As I swing